Here’s Some Honesty For You
My last post was several weeks ago, in which I declared that I was going to be more honest in my writing. Then I wrote another blog that was neutral, bland, and had a happy, blah message. Honesty isn’t as…
Why Christmas Gave Me Pinkeye
Take a look at most of my childhood Christmas pictures, and you will see my brother looking excited, my sister smiling at the camera, and me looking a lot like Captain Hook with one patch over a swollen eye. Every single…
Give Thanks for the Tough Stuff
My childhood prayer was always the same – Dear God, Thank you for the trees, the flowers, and the sunshine. Amen One time I added a flashlight to the list (must have been after our electricity got cut off),…
When Politics Come Between You and Your Kids
The political season is upon us, which turns many friends and family members into WWE opponents. It seems that civil discourse is out of the question. Apparently, Morton Downey Jr. has become our conversational role-model. So, what happens if our political…
Why We Need to Create Better Memories
My family had to move from California to Virginia when I was a sophomore in high school. My sister had just completed her senior year, and my brother was 6′ tall and in the 8th grade. All five us –…
Yep, Love Means Having to Say You’re Sorry
You can’t say the words “Love Story” without somebody coughing several times or repeating the infamous phrase, Love means never having to say you’re sorry. I think the words I’m sorry are two of the most difficult words to deliver when you are…
The Things We Do for Those We Love
My husband’s not sleeping well due to his cancer treatments. As a result, he’s slightly irritable. I now understand how he felt when I was going through menopause. Last night he tossed and turned until I actually dreamed that I was…
What the Mick Jagger of Birds Taught Me
Ten years ago, I was fed up with life in general. I no longer liked the work I was doing, and was probably experiencing perimenopause. Regardless, I was grouchy and rather loud about it. I prayed daily for direction, but got…
Buy Some Ruby Slippers and Start Walking
My husband and I moved our office this week. In the best of times, this would be an exhausting ordeal. But the fact that we are both consultants who can’t work during a move, and the fact that I scheduled our…
Three Ways to Appreciate Life After Holidays
I woke up fussy this morning. The bedroom was too hot; I got deodorant on my favorite sweater; my pants were too tight. And, not only is the glitter of Christmas gone, but today my husband and I have to…